Is this fate,
Or is this love?
Is this real,
Or a gift from above?
Is this destiny,
Or is this perfection?
Is this true,
Or just small affection?
Is this life,
Or is this your heart?
Is this emotion,
Or just a bad start?
Is this the past,
Or is this felt?
Is this a farce,
Or made to heart-melt?
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I wish wishes. Didn't exist. I wish the world. Was woven with bliss. I wish that life. Never took nasty twists. And that prayers. We're not needed. And that pain. Was a myth. I have a dream.
If you are dreaming of a bow and arrow will it lead you off the straight and narrow. If you are dreaming of a butterfly does it mean that life is passing you by.
Phantom, with your eyes so bright, Can you take away the night. Phantom, with your heart so cold, Can you keep me young and old. Phantom, with your diamond vice, Can you take my heart of ice.
Another stab at wacky free form. Adapted from Angel Beast. #nightdweller ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I opened my sacred book again at days end, and saw smiling grimace against daily imperfections.
Bore into me the strength You promised to give So I could remain alive To love you till I passed.
I wonder as you stare, That perhaps you're as mad as a hare, What great Oceanic eyes, That sit and learn of my demise, Can you see my soul. Or is there just a hole.
The lines of poetry twist and turn, A maze of words untouched, unturned. Each golden drop of sunshine burns, Every word as ashes leave, blurred.
Every cloud has a silver lining.... Mine must be hiding Hope and keep your fingers crossed.... My hope must have got lost Good luck and break a leg....
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